Lyon County times. [volume] (Silver City, Nev.) 1874-1907, 1887-07-09

"Baas Franks black horse" he muttered to
himself. "T'he black horse has a cracked
heel and one foot hits the ground more softly
than the others What is Baas Frank COM
ing here fort After missile (Bessie), think
He would be mad if he knew that missile went
down to the plantation with Baas Mel just
now. People 20 into plantations to kiss each
other {Jantje was not far out there), and it
would make Baas Frank mad if he knew
that. He would strike me II told him, or I
would tell him."
The horses hoofs were getting near by
now, so Jantje slipped as easily and naturally
as a snake into a thick tuft of rank grass
that grew between the blue gums and waited
Presently the big horse approached, and
the snake like Hottentot raised his head ever
so little and peered out with his beady black
eyes through the straw like grass stems
They fell on Muller's cold face. 1t was evi-
dent that he was in a reflective mood-in an
angriy reflective mood.
"What is Baas Frank thinking Of, won
der" said Jantje to himself as horse and man
passed within four feet of him. Then rising,
he crossed the road, and slipping round by
back way like a fox from a covert. was
standing at the stable door with q vacant and
utterly unobservapt expression Of face some
had reached the house.
~ will give them one moro chance, just
one more" thought the handsome Boer, or
rather half breed flor it will be remembered
that his mother was English, "and IL they
won't take it, then let their fate be upon
their own heads Tomorrow I so to the
bymakaar at Paarde Kraal to take counsel
with Paul Kruger and Pretorius, and the
other fathers of the land as they call them
selves. If throw in my weight against re-
bellion there will be no rebellion; il urge it
there will be. and If Om Slas will not give
me Bessie, and Bessie will not marry me, l
will urge it even il it plunge the whole
country in war from the Cape to Waterberg
Patriotism! Independencei Taxesl-that Is
what they all cry till they begin to believe 1t
themselves. Bahl those are not the things
] would go to war for; but ambition and re-
venge, ah that Il another thing. l would
kill them all IL they stood in my way, all ex-
cept Bessie. II war breaks out, who will
hold up hand to help the 'verdomde Engels-
mannP They would all be afraid. And II
is not my fault. Can help it II love that
womani would slaugbter every English
man in tho Transvaal to gain Basie-sy!
and every Boer, too, and throw all the ns-
tives In" and he laughed aloud and struck
the great black horse, making it plunge and
caper gallantly.
"And then, he went on, giving his am
hilton wing, "when i have got Bessie, and
We have kicked all these Englishmen out of
the land, in very few years shall rule this
country; and what nextl Why, then win
stir up the Dutch feeling In Natal and in the
old colony, and we will push the Englishmen
back into the sea, make clean sweep of the
natives, only keeping enough for servants,
and have a united South Africa, like that
poor silly man Burgers used to pirate Of, but
did not know how to bring about. A united
Dutch South Africa, and Frank Muller to
rule it'll Well, such things have been, and
may be again. Give me forty years Of life
and strength and we shall see"-
Just then he reached the veranda of the
house, and, dismissing his secret ambitions
from his mind, Frank Muller dismounted and
entered. In the sitting room he found Silas
Croft reading a'newspaper.
"Good day, Om Silas," he said, extending
his hand.
"Good day, Meinheer Frank Muller" re-
piled the old man, coldly, for John had told
him Of the incident at the shooting party